After I Amazed the World the Cold Alpha Regretted

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Once the children were ready, I turned my attention to myself.

Tonight was important, and I wanted to feel like my best self, despite the many thoughts swirling in my mind.

I slipped into a long, tailored coat of deep crimson wool, the fabric soft and heavy, keeping the cold at bay.

Underneath, I wore a simple yet elegant black dress, the fabric clinging to my form in just the right way, with a high neckline and sleeves that flared at the wrists.

My boots were black, sleek, and practical, made for walking through snowy streets but stylish enough for the evening's plans.

Tranced in the mirror, adjusting the fur trimmed hood of my coat.

My reflection stared back at me, calm and composed, though beneath the surface, my heart fluttered with a mix of emotions I couldn't quite name.

My lips were painted a soft shade of red, matching the coat, and I had let my hair fall loosely around my shoulders, a soft wave catching the light.

With the children in tow, we left the house, the cold winter air nipping at our cheeks as we made our way through the snow-covered streets.

The city was alive with the spirit of Christmas-twinkling colored lights draped over storefronts, evergreen wreaths adorning every door, and the smell of roasting chestnuts drifting through the air. Snowflakes fell softly, landing on our coats and hair, dusting the ground like sugar.

As we passed through the park on our way to the restaurant, something caught Shirlika's attention.

"Mummy, look!" she exclaimed, tugging at my hand.

it-a beautiful wishing pool, nestled in the heart of the park, surrounded by a

crystal clear, shimmering as though tiny stars had fallen from the sky

a fairy stood in the center, holding a water bottle, from which a gentle stream of water poured, as though she were blessing

held a certain magic

snowy evening, it

around the pool, casting

melt but instead floated gently, creating a dreamy, ethereal

the pool, their eyes closed, hands clasped together in prayer or hope,

a wish too!" Shirlika cried, letting go of my hand

Don't run!" Sherlock called after her, his usual calm demeanor breaking

watching them. Shirlika, ever the adventurous spirit, had already closed her eyes, her hands

the cold air.

to be above such things, had followed suit, his eyes closed, his expression serious as

stood back, letting them have their moment, though I couldn't help

this very pool, hands clasped in the same way, wishing fervently for the chance to meet my

I could never have predicted, and the dreams of

their own wishes, their breath visible in the cold

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Shirlika whispered, her voice barely audible as snowflakes settled on

the cold, but her wish was clear, pure,